closing her eyes again  she stared into the darkness that undulated stirred  simmered to boiling

                                                                                                       there was something there  beyond that film

                           daresay  a room   vault

suspended in her eyes

as if underwater

                   gazing up into the bluepurpling depth of the sea

a chamber

              trove

that collapses in on its origami-self

                                         dreams

did they seep from there  were the sharp architectures that could put her eyes out  forged there  were strangers she saw or conversed with

                          assembled there

rare times she knew someone

                                 were they kept there to play hideanseek

there  was   something

                           Present    Presence

which deepened

                   fell up

away

       then

disintegrated

dissolved

                softlysilvered

became?

            the siftingquivering veil

she cast her dreams on

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